She turns back to the conversation and I continue to move about the room. Chatting and talking taking in the atmosphere. It is a fine evening stars ar... out in force and the moon hangs lightly covered in a small array of clouds.Kerrie has moved. Now talking with a woman she knows from town. She moves swaying almost slow dancing as she talks. I watch. Moving closer until I am behind her but facing away. I pretend to observe the garden and the trees through the French doors but totally aware of. What happened with Tom was disappointing. He was not usually inconsiderate when we made love, but I could see that he just wanted to curl up and sleep. I felt horribly frustrated. I took myself off to the bathroom, and for the second night running, sat on the toilet and played with myself, Tom's semen leaking from my vagina. I made myself cum, but it lacked the satisfaction I wanted. I needed to reach orgasm by being fucked. Wednesday was a beautiful day; clear blue skies and a warmth that. I could have joined him in Panama but I didn’t want to quit working so I stayed here.”“I’ll tell you what, since you and I were thinking about carryout how about we ditch that idea and we go over to that nice Greek family-style restaurant just down the street. The food is good and I could use a good meal. What do you say?”“I think that’s an excellent idea. I can take only so much Chinese carryout.”Dan enjoyed talking with Linda at the restaurant. He had a hard time to keep looking into her eyes. "My brother is jacked and bedding the honeys, what kind of messed up world are we living in!" Jack shouted"As I was gonna say we're going to The Boiler Room, you in?" The Boiler Room was a notorious local watering hole, the only place in town that you didn't get carded when you were a teen. Everyone went there...everyone except Trevor. "Sure, I'm in." Trevor said. Trevor watched as Jack and Lana entered the now infamous pub and Jack followed. It was hardly what he suspected from the stories.